[Douman's screech rattles through Nito's bones, and for a moment he forgets that he's in there here and now instead of an age long gone and a different sea of flame (5), whatever his answer to the energy drink question banished from his mind.
And yet, in spite of, or perhaps because of the confused memory of that distant battlefield, the Gravelord instinctively dodges (15) the flaming tree, taking to the air.
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And yet, in spite of, or perhaps because of the confused memory of that distant battlefield, the Gravelord instinctively dodges (15) the flaming tree, taking to the air.
Neither the swarm nor the music abate.]